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posted by sadiebugz00
Carter’s Perspective

Veronica just saved my life. Veronica just saved ME from being killed. It just didn’t seem possible… I thought she hated me, despised me, loathed me.
Why would she save me? Why would she risk her life? For me? I can’t even see her risking her life on Mark, her own brother!
Would she even consider that? I doubt it. So why for me?
I go to sleep, with the questioning echoing throughout my head, “Why?”

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posted by sadiebugz00
Veronica’s Perspective

Sometimes I look at the mutt and wonder how the rest of the pack even suspects he’s a coyote. Once I tried to convince Mark, but he was like, ‘Ha ha! Good joke, sis. bạn only wish that because bạn think he’s thêm powerful than you!’ He’s a real moron sometimes. There’s no way that anyone could be thêm powerful than me! Besides Luke, of course. Luke scares even me sometimes.
I walked over to a cactus where I could get some water when I see something …peculiar in the distance. I saw two shapes. One was struggling… the other appeared to...
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posted by sadiebugz00
Carter’s Perspective

As I’m walking with the pack, I instantly realize there is a clear leader. Veronica. She was thêm than your average coyote. She actually had reddish-brown lông, lông thú instead of the generic gray-brown. She still had the piercing yellow eyes that coyotes are known for, but hers made bạn feel like she was staring straight into your soul… She made it clear she was the leader, too. She in fact came straight up to me and told me, “Hey! Newbie. I’m the leader of this pack, okay? Ain’t ever gonna become some fancy-shmancy leader.”
It was pretty clear if bạn ask me....
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posted by sadiebugz00
Derek’s Perspective

I drive up to my house and open up the front door quietly just in case Jess was taking a nap. She was not, I repeat, not taking a nap.
I walk in to find my girlfriend, the one that đã đưa ý kiến she knew the best for me and would never cheat on me, was sitting there tiếp theo to Landon. My best friend! She kept on trying to get closer to him, but good ol’ Landon kept pushing her away. “Come on!!” she was whining, “You know bạn wanna snuggle!”
“No. I absolutely don’t want to ‘snuggle’,” he replied, I could see horror on his face as he kept backing away...
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posted by sadiebugz00
Carter’s Perspective

No matter how shocking, yes, we chó can think. Gasps galore, I know. Anyways, I sat there, somehow knowing that we weren’t playing hide-and-go –seek in this… place. I decided to get out of the road as I had realized that I was in the middle of the lane.
I faltered for a second, wondering if I should stay there just in case Derek was to come back. I finally decided there was no chance that he would be coming back. I wander out into the desert a bit, and then I looked back at the way that I had come from. I realized I couldn’t see the road anymore. Great…....
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posted by sadiebugz00
Derek’s Perspective

A while later I call Jesse over so we could discuss Carter’s situation.
Jesse is quite attractive; she has ocean-blue eyes and long, flowy, bleached blonde hair, and looks much like a Barbie. However, she can be very fickle, so if I use the correct wording I could be able to keep Carter. But if she’s in one of her “moods” there’s no way on Earth that I’ll be able to keep him.
I hear a pounding hard knocking on my door.
Great… I think. She’s in a “mood”. I hurtle towards the door to keep her from waiting. She grimaces at Carter once she sees...
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posted by sadiebugz00
Derek’s Perspective

I look down at the little rascal, soundly sleeping on the floor. I look around my extremely messy room with dirty clothes all over the floor. Carter happens to be sleeping on a few shirts of mine. My eggshell colored walls, which used to be white, are clearly covered in grime. There is a strong stench of wet dog, pizza, and some kind of rotting thực phẩm from underneath my bed. What a decision… I think to myself. I can’t believe that Jesse is making me get rid of him… I bend down to get Bailey, Carter’s old stuffed rabbit, so I can keep SOMETHING of his to remind...
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posted by alicia386
"Oh god," groaned Luca Edgewood. He glanced at his watch,. It was already past 8am. He dropped his skateboard, got on it, and rode away down the busy streets of Brunswick.

"Be careful today!" His mother shouted at him through the screen door, but he was to far to hear her warning. Lucas's mom was very suoerstitious woman who believed in witches, ghosts other Supernatural creatures. Luca thought all of this happened when his dad left.

Luca pushed back hard as he could with his right foot. He was already late. With all of his focus, he was barely able to dodge pedestrians, seeding cars, and occasionally,...
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posted by CatiePotter
"What happened?" I questioned myself as I got up. I was in my bed; how did I get there? I looked around my small bedroom. The house was scilent, the usual voices of my mother making breakfast was not there. There was no smell of bánh xèo, bánh kếp hoặc coffee as the usual breakfast was.

I looked across my giường to the stand with my alarm clock. 5 o'clock in the morning."Odd they should be up bởi now" I wondered.

There was a bang downstairs, like the car grauge door." What are they doing?"I asked myself. I stretched as I headed downstairs to the kitchen. As I krept down further there was thêm noises coming...
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posted by juliet98
In the năm 4125 the Earth was still turning on itself. Apparently everything was the same as it was two thausand years ago. But it wasn't so. The democracy we got fighting was distroied bởi a man. After 15 years of wars, in 4025 Cyrus defeated free people and he established the tyranny. The whole world was controlled and the freedom dind't exist anymore. Everyone Mất tích trust in everything, in love, in courage, in God. Most of people didn't know that there was a prophecy. It đã đưa ý kiến that the humanity had to pass through a century of pain and fear to realize how important freedom was. But then in...
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posted by Weasel1999
V The Bedroom
When Ember finally found a bedroom it was well worth the wait. A gorgeous raised four poster filled the centre of the room. The hangings were made up of crimson and indigo velvet square patches and the wood was jet black with intricate carvings of dragons, princesses and magical palaces climbing up and down the posts. The bedclothes were of dusky màu hồng, hồng silk and embroidered with beautiful jewels of the most wonderful colours imaginable. Reds and purples green and blues, they shone and sparkled dazzling in splendour.
The walls were hung with beautiful portraits, satin scarfs and tapestries...
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posted by CatiePotter
"I'm not small, I'm as tall as bạn James!!!" I scowled.

James is the only one who also feels the same way I do about this dirty, loud school. He has dirty blonde hair(darker than mine) and smoulder golden eyes. He is a bit lanky but is very athletic, his long legs help him with his hard core track. He is probably the only person I can act naturally around. Especially when there is no Nick making me totally self conscience.

"Your smaller than Mr. Bova." He stated as he droped the book he had in his hands from his face.

"By height hoặc bởi wieght?." I snickered at him. My âm nhạc teacher is obese, very...
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posted by Weasel1999
IV The Bathroom
Ember had been wandering aimlessly around the endless corridors and baffling twists and turns when she saw how dark it was getting outside. She would have checked her watch if she had one, but she didn’t so she hazarded a guess at it being about 10, 11 o’clock. She was exhausted and needed to find somewhere to sleep.
But first she wanted to take a shower. She hadn’t washed since she arrived at the mansion and it showed. Her soft skin which was normally a delicate pale sứ, đồ sứ was now covered with a light layer of grime.
She had changed a lot since the fire. Her hair which...
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posted by alicia386
If i never fall in love, then i will never have a broken heart. This was my khẩu hiệu fo rmost of my life. I followed it faithfully utnil not. I think that i broke the only rule that i ever had.

It was summertime; I was forced to go on fthe family vacation to London. I wanted to stay trang chủ and quietly work on my novel. My Aunt Tracey, however, persuaded me into going.

I had the pleasure of riding with my cousin, Louis, and her five hcildren. Two of her kids were barely on. Imagine my joy once I found out the arrangements.

London was a sight ot see. The marvelous structures and exotic people made me...
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posted by edwardsca
        I was sitting at my bàn at school, nghề viết văn my giáng sinh list. It was hard to think of thêm than three things, so I wrote down a gift card to itunes, some movies, and a new pair of nike shoes. I'm trying to think of something, and my teacher đã đưa ý kiến "Emily it wouldn't be wise to ask for money for a present". When I went trang chủ I was still thinking about my giáng sinh list, but then my little sister came up to my face "Sissy, sissy, bạn should ask for a super big princess kit'. Then bữa tối, bữa ăn tối came, we had roasted chicken. My older brother Eric was bragging...
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posted by CatiePotter
I hate school. I really hate it.Not because of the homework, hoặc the tests, hoặc the Gym classes. Its because he's there, like a ghost in the graveyard, he is the phantom of my dreams.

It started in the 6th grade when he finally told me that he liked me. Don't get me wrong, i like him..... ok I tình yêu him, he is the dashing prince in my fantascies. But i was freaking out, we were really good Những người bạn and i really did not want to ruin things bởi breaking up. But it was want I always wanted right? Well in the mist of things I may have đã đưa ý kiến no...... It was a huge mastake!!! it practally ruined our whole friendship!!!!! Now we don't talk anymore, we just never made it past the awkwardness. Now the moment stalks my dreams. It replays over and over again. Even now in 8th grade I still have those dreams. But we moved on! Its over! Done!
III The Library
The tiếp theo room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on hàng đầu, đầu trang of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of sách were piled right up to the hàng đầu, đầu trang and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved đọc and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole thư viện full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...
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After much debate, I have decided to try my hand at nghề viết văn a mystery novel. I've always loved mysteries, especially the original "Sherlock Holmes" stories, and shows like "Monk" and "Twin Peaks". The summary for the story I'm nghề viết văn is in the in the section below. If bạn like the idea, let me know, because I'm really excited for the story!
Summary:School's out and fifteen năm old Harold McCormick is headed for his annual summer getaway at Science Camp, but when an accident occurs, Harold is detirmened to prove it is murder, despite the doubt of the police and everyone around him believing otherwise, and in order to save the camp, Harold must find someone who believes him, crack the case, and bring the culprit to justice before he strikes again.
posted by Weasel1999
I. The Nursery

Ember lived in her nursery for the tiếp theo few months, only being let out occasionally to go to the toilet. All she saw were the four walls around her but it wasn’t all bad.
The room was painted a pretty sky-blue and the carpet was thick, fluffy and a deep midnight blue. There was a giường and a huge white wardrobe with the most beautiful, cổ hủ, cũ thời clothes inside.
Rich velvets cloaks, soft lông, lông thú stoles, bright silk dresses, every item of clothing needed to make a young lady of society look beautiful.
But Ember was not a young lady of society living in Victorian times. She was a...
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She never knew she had an uncle until her parents died. It’s strange how- sometimes in life when bạn lose important people in your life bạn gain some more.
Her mother and father died in a house fire. No one knew how it started except the one daughter who managed to survive.
But she was in no state to tell. She suffered mild burns but her mind suffered worst of all. She never spoke again.
She was kept in hospital for six months but eventually she was packed off to her uncle Scipio. She was thirteen years old and many đã đưa ý kiến it was a crime sending a child off to such an evil man as Scipio....
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